And Master Fording is also an old acquaintance of the players.
This legendary paladin was exiled by his homeland because of his friendship with an orc warrior. When he talked to his son Tailan, he said the famous saying: "Race is not It represents honor, and people should not make rash judgments about beings different from themselves."
Old Fording lived in seclusion in the Plaguelands, feeding on those scavengers. He saw his son Tailan joined the Scarlet Crusade and lost himself day by day. Rekindle the paladin's will.
When the players gave Tailan the toy warhammer, the banner of glory of the Silver Hand, and the paintings of love and family, the lord of the Scarlet Crusade read Fording's letter and burst into tears.
However, Tailan was killed by Iselion on the way to leave. Fordring, who lost his beloved son because of the Eitrigg incident, completely recovered the power of the Holy Light. He vowed to bring a new life to Lordaeron. order.
During the battle of the Holy Light's Wish Chapel, the Lich King ordered the death knight lord Darion Mograine to lead the Acherus Death Knights and the Scourge to attack the chapel, in an attempt to gain the power of the three thousand holy knights under the chapel. remains, transforming them into undead forces.
In a critical moment, Darion threw the fallen Ashbringer to Fording. With the help of three thousand paladin spirits in the chapel, Fording purified the fallen weapon with the power of the Holy Light. The legendary weapon Ashbringer be reborn.
So far, the Silver Hand and the Argent Dawn merged into one, forming the Argent Northern Expedition. Fording became the great lord and the real leader of the crusade against the Lich King.
In the cold and windy Northrend, players fought together with the Argent Northern Expedition. Starting from Dragonbone Wilderness, players recalled the whole process of Alsace's fall, participated in the trials of the Crusades, and finally passed the Ashen Judgment Army attack. Entering the Icecrown Citadel, overcoming obstacles all the way, and finally came to the Lich King.
Grass snake gray line, crouching thousands of miles.
The peak battle with the Lich King was laid out as early as ten years ago. The clues in it run through "Warcraft" and "World of Warcraft". The heroes finally collided on the Frozen Throne with the most intense battle. spark.
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"Warriors, attack!!"
The great lord Tirion Fordring rushed up wielding Ashbringer, but in the next second, he was frozen in the Ice Tomb by the Lich King.
For this scene, Zou Zhuo and the others are no strangers to it. They have opened up wasteland for the Lich King countless times, and Old Fording has also been frozen countless times.
The players began to skillfully follow the established strategy and began to fight with the Lich King.
Although it has gone through countless team dungeons, it still needs a long period of land reclamation and unremitting efforts to defeat the mighty Lich King.
25 people complete their tasks in an orderly manner. The tank stares intently at the mobs that are about to be refreshed. The output professional silently recites the output cycle in his heart to hit a higher second damage as much as possible. The healer pays attention to the blood line of the whole team and the teammates. Various debuffs.
"Necrosis, run to the side of the terrifying beast and prepare to disperse it!"
"Parasite! Discipline priests prepare to set up shields!"
"It's time to change the stage! Leaving the central area, everyone seized the time to find their own positions, the mirror image was refreshed, and the speed was pulled away!"
"Spread out a bit to reduce the damage of the tormented... Hurry up and knock the ice ball out, don't let it get close!"
"In the third stage, prepare to fight Val'kyr! Arrest people, save the mage first! Give control, ok, switch fire!"
"There are three seconds left for Blackwater! Hurry up, disperse and sprint in Heishui's rocket shoes, hurry up. OK, very nice, come and gather."
"Be careful of Soul Harvesting, switch tanks and taunt immediately! Turn on the skill hard cap, heal the skill, give me milk!"
"Okay, okay, the fourth stage is going well, ready to enter the fifth stage, speed is the priority to deal with evil souls! DK opens the army, the knight opens the invincible, let me knock it off!"
"Hurry up and raise the blood line of the whole regiment! Continue to pay close attention to output in close combat!"
"It's the final stage, don't care about anything, go directly to the boss! Don't care about anything, output the boss hard!"
"It's over, beautiful!"
The players are still outputting desperately, but there is already laughter.
"It's over, awesome!!"
"Wow, it's not easy! Our guild finally got rid of the Lich King!"
"Hahahaha, too strong!"
However, at this moment, the Lich King lifted up Frostmourne, and the whole regiment was instantly killed.
Several players looked confused: "What the hell is going on? The group is gone?"
The conductor explained: "No, no, this is a normal plot, just watch the show."
The Lich King came to the center of the Frozen Throne: "You trained them well, Fording, you sent the most powerful warriors in the world to me, which is exactly what I want! Your silent sacrifice , will be rewarded by me!"
The power of Frostmourne began to consume every player's corpse: "See for yourself, I will transform them from corpses into Scourge warriors, and Azeroth will fall into chaos and destruction at their hands! And you, will It's the first corpse!"
"I'll enjoy the sarcasm!"
However, at this moment, Fording, who was trapped in the tomb of ice, suddenly shouted: "Supreme Holy Light! Please bless me! Give me strength and help me break through these shackles!"
The infinite power of holy light suddenly burst out from Fording's body, breaking through the ice tomb in an instant, and the Ashbringer in his hand cut off Frostmourne directly!
The Lich King looked at the broken Frostmourne in his hand: "This...impossible..."
Highlord Tirion Fordring yelled: "It's over, Arthas! Your days of cruelty are over today!"
Terenas Menethil yelled: "Free at last! It is over, my son, and the time of reckoning has come! Champions of the Light, assemble!"
The players stood up again, and launched the final attack on the Lich King. The Lich King, who had lost Frostmourne, looked very fragile surrounded by countless innocent souls.
The Lich King cried out in pain: "I am like a lion before the sheep, but they are not afraid of me!"
The moment the Lich King fell, two huge achievement panels popped up in everyone's field of vision:
[The Frozen Throne (25 players)]!
[Fall of the Demon King (25 people)]!
At the same time, rows of achievements popped up in the guild channel in an instant, and other guild members also sent congratulations.
"Wow! Killed the Lich King? Awesome!"
"It's amazing, after so long to open up wasteland, it's finally finished!"
Arthas fell to the ground, his helmet rolled aside, and the broken Frostmourne lost its power.
A familiar melody sounded, it was a mournful dirge.
Alsace desperately wanted to stand up, but all was in vain. The soul of the old king Terenas came to him, and the blue light in Alsace's eyes gradually dissipated...
"Father, is everything... over?" Arthas asked, looking at his father's soul.
The old king said calmly: "The kingship has no eternity, my son."
Alsace's eyes were full of confusion and despair: "There is only...a darkness in front of me..."
The old king Terenas closed his eyes for Alsace, and then said to Fording: "Without the control of the Lich King, the Scourge will be even crazier and unstoppable. You must maintain control over them, so you must There must be one, the Lich King..."
Seeing the dissipated soul of the old king, Fording picked up the Lich King helmet on the ground.
"Let me carry this heavy burden... No one is better than me..."
Just then, a voice shouted: "Tirion! You hold a cruel fate, but it is not yours!"
Fording looked back in astonishment, and he found that the Duke of Bolvar, who had been tortured by the Lich King, had become unrecognizable, and the dragon's fire was constantly burning his body, but he was still alive.
"The world of the living has disgusted me. Put the crown on my head. This curse will be guarded by me!"
"Tirion! You and these heroes have your own destiny, and this last task will be completed by me!"
Fording complexion: "History will always remember you, brother."
Duke Bolvar shook his head: "No! If the world wants to be reborn from destruction, everything that happened today must be forgotten!"
Fording's face was full of pain, and he put the Lich King's crown on Duke Bolvar's head.
Frost rose and froze Duke Bolvar in his icy tomb.
"Tell them the Lich King is dead! Bolvar Fordragon dies with them!"
"Go, get out of here, and never come back!"